𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓 || m. may & p. coulson

The life line

A/N : Jemma calls Coulson when she thinks there's no way to save May. Philinda, Coulson & Jemma.

DISCLAIMER : Not mine, everything belongs to MCU.

Looking at the screen showing the life parameters of Melinda May, Phil Coulson wondered whose heartbeat he was actually watching. He was sure that his own pulse was as fast, if not faster, as the one represented by the green line. Was such speed possible at all? And how didn't he get a heart attack yet?

Sitting on the heels in the hallway and clenching his fingers on the tablet, he rubbed his eyes. He had to start become really crazy, because it seemed to him that the green line accelerated even more. It wasn't possible. Nobody would have survived such a thing.

And then the graph from the green line suddenly became as straight as a string.

Phil choked with air. No. It couldn't happen. He stared at the screen so intensely that if it was possible, his eyes would have burnt a hole in the tablet a long time ago. He watched, counting down every second in his mind that seemed to go on forever, but the line was still straight.

No.

He was so focused on the screen that when the phone began to vibrate in his pocket, he almost jumped out of his own skin. With a shaking hand, he took out the phone and pressed the 'answer' button, not letting the tablet from his hand for a moment.

''Hello?"

''Sir! Sir, oh my God." The voice on the other side was scared and shaky. The man frowned. He knew this voice.

''Jemma, is that you? Hello?"

''It's me." Crying.

A cold thrill went through Phil's spine. Jemma went with Radcliff after May, about two hours ago. She was to look after everything. Hearing her voice now, Phil knew something was wrong. Very wrong.

Between her sobs he heard the whispers that resembled words. He took a deep breath, though his hands didn't stop shaking. He had to calm down enough to find out what had happened. ''Jemma, breathe. You need to calm down, I don't understand what you're saying."

''I- I can't, I- God, what did I do?!" More crying.

''Hey, take a deep breath. Please, do it for me. I know you can." He heard the girl taking small, shaky breath. He nodded, though she couldn't see him. ''Good, very good. Now, tell me what happened. Slowly."

''I- I killed May!" she sobbed. His eyes widened when he looked back at the screen. The line was still straight and there was a big black zero beside it. His blood froze in his veins.

''What?"

''I killed her! I'm so sorry, sir, I'm so sorry!"

''Wait, where are you?"

''At Radcliffe's. We took her here to help her, and now- Now she's-''

''Where's Radliffe?"

''In front of me, he's trying to resuscitate her, but- but-''

''Do not let him stop at all costs. Simmons, don't let him stop."

''I- I won't, sir."

''Tell me, what exactly did you do? Why did her heart stop beating?"

''We stopped it."

''What? Why?"

''To restart her brain. If we didn't do it, she would die of fear just like the others. We were supposed to bring her back to life after a few minutes. I agreed, there was no other way. Really, I thought- And now there is no electricity and the defibrillator doesn't work, and- and-''